I went to the Parkes Elvis Festival...and was Crap

Too much to cover in this quick post from the past couple of days, but it was AMAZING!
One of the most surreal weekends ever. Few immediate highlights spring to mind...

A heros welcome by the town of Parkes as the Elvis Express train arrived.

The Trifecta of Winning Worst Dressed Elvis on the train, last place in the Elvis lookalike competition, last place in the soundalike competition

Performing my own version of Let Me Be Your Teddy Bear (renamed Let Me Be Your Terrorist) in front of a couple of thousand people expecting to see some of Australia's best Elvis impersonators in the soundalike competition.

A group of drunk elvis' doing tequila shots at the bar.

The same group attacking a mate who wasn't elvised up, and wedgying his undies until they ripped them out of his shorts.

A packed Parkes pub chanting "we want Crap, we want Crap" until I returned to the stage to perform "A Hunka Hunka Burning Toast"

A couple called Greg and Melissa forcing $30 into my hand after the soundalike competition to cover the cost of the suit - a gesture far from Crap

Meeting Elvis' (Elvii?) of all ages, shapes and sizes.

The hospitality of the people of Parkes.



Will post proper footage up soon once I get chance to edit it, but here's a rough bit of an intimate first performance!!!!